Why I Love Saturday Mornings

(re-run) When I was a kid, cartoons made Saturday mornings great. We sat around in our pajamas and ate cereal in front of the TV. There was never time any other day of the week. Now that I’m grown and also retired, I still love Saturday mornings.  I don’t have to Zumba, I don’t have… Continue reading Why I Love Saturday Mornings

My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

(re-run) I ventured out this morning to get Sis’s prescriptions and some Zyrtec for allergies. Today is the first day that everyone in my county is required to wear some type of a face mask when out and about at the grocery store, etc..  I have one left over from the fires of 2018. The… Continue reading My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus COVID-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish.  Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry.  I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

Why I Love Saturday Mornings

(re-run) When I was a kid, cartoons made Saturday mornings great. We sat around in our pajamas and ate our cereal in front of the TV. There was never time any other day of the week. Now that I’m grown and also retired, I still love Saturday mornings.  I don’t have to Zumba, I don’t… Continue reading Why I Love Saturday Mornings

My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

(re-run) I ventured out this morning to get my sis’s prescriptions and some Zyrtec allergies. Today is the first day that everyone in my county is required to wear some type of a face mask when out and about at the grocery store, etc..  I have one left over from the fires of 2018. The… Continue reading My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff

(re-run) You’ve got to help out us Boomers. We try to be cool and stay relevant, but it’s hard, you know, since we grew up in different times. Our thumbs won’t be arthritic by the time we’re old. We know this because we’re already there, and our thumbs are fine. I did strain the third… Continue reading Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff

Love in the Time of COVID – 19

(re-run) The gray stripe on my scalp was getting wider. It had been 14 weeks since I saw Janice at my last hair appointment. I took a photo of my hair and texted it to her. “I miss you!” I said. Janice texted back and said that she’d been sneaking people in the back door… Continue reading Love in the Time of COVID – 19

Not your Normal Fishing Trip

(re-run) Really, folks. You can’t make this stuff up.  My fisherman friend, we’ll call him Pete, took a buddy and his boat and spent a day on the Delta, where the Sacramento and San Joaquin Rivers meet Suisun Bay, which flows into San Francisco Bay and then the Pacific Ocean via San Pablo Bay. After… Continue reading Not your Normal Fishing Trip

The Darwin Awards

(re-run) The world is insane. A snowstorm is predicted for the East Coast. It’s Mother’s Day weekend. The local news station reported that scientists may take llama antibodies for Covid-19 and give them to humans to see if it would help with immunity. Does that mean the humans might start spitting when they are angry?… Continue reading The Darwin Awards

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus Covid-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish.  Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry.  I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back